Last night I was re-reading the chapter about my early years and I noticed that I had not mentioned her even once which was surprising. I don't know h...w I managed to forget what we did and not include it in the stuff I sent you.It was the second semester of my freshman year and I was still seventeen. Erica and I shared a couple of classes and had seen each other around in the dorm and at parties. We both hated the roommates that we had during the first semester so we arranged to be roommates. ‘Did…did Ricky and Dianna go back to our house?’ Mary asked. Matt smiled and shook his head. ‘No,’ he said, ‘They’re over at the Mountain Inn.’ ‘Did you pay for that, too?’ Mary asked. ‘Of course,’ Matt said. ‘I couldn’t very well let them go home when you and I were having a fabulous night like this, could I?’ ‘I guess not,’ Mary said. She smiled. ‘You really are a very special young man, do you know that?’ Matt blushed furiously and kissed her. Then something dawned on him. ‘Mr. Tompkins. Laughter danced in her eyes.Jack surprised Rose with a question she didn't think he needed to ask."Do you love me?" Of course! Don't you know that by now?" Yes, I do. That's the point. You wouldn't do anything to hurt me,certainly not deliberately would you?" Goodness, no!"For a brief moment, Rose was concerned that her husband was moreperceptive than she had given him credit for."Why do you want me to dress so provocatively?" Maybe Ilike the way you squirm," she finally said. "Or maybe I just. George came up behind her and wrapped a comforting arm around her waist. He was already dressed for work."I can take a day's holiday if it would help," he offered.She shook her head. "I'll be fine. I'll call you if there's any news."He kissed her gently on the forehead then returned downstairs to finish breakfast and prepare to depart. Joanna sat on the edge of Amanda's bed with tears streaming down her cheeks, trying not to think about the traumatic incident in her own past. No matter how hard.